Jayce chuckled. "Oh, that reminds me of the good ol' days. Back before old Ray kicked the bucket." He wiped an eye, and sighed. "Oh the memories."
Ray had slipped into unconsciousness briefly. He blinked awake, and quickly switched the filters on his gasmask. Ray then spoke, through a cough. "A-Acon? Y-You...ahem...you still here?" He looked up at the sky, and realized night had fallen.